- Jul 8, 2003
I'm reading Bloodhound by Tamora Pierce and basically it's about Street Cops in a Fictional Land. I just had to smile when I came across this diatribe by one of the Main Characters who got beat up and couldn't go on a job..
"Scummer, pox, and wound rot!" Roared Tunstall, slapping his fist down on the bed. "Gods curse the pig-tarsed mammering craven currish beef-witted bum-licking gut-griping louts that did this to me! May every flea, leech, and hookworm in all creation find and feast on them!"